Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1887-08-18
A TERRIBLE ORDEAL.
An Adventure with Russian
Bloodhound.

In crossing the Strand, London,
lodged the pole of one vehicle Just in
time to be struck by the shafts of
another, and as the pavement was
slippery, l went down and the vehicle
went over me, breaking my left leg
below the knee. An hour later | was
in my bachelor apartments (the work
OF the surgeon finished), and feeling
that ought to be thankful to have
come off with my life. Twas in for a
siege of many weeks, and l had some
business which must be attended to by
an outsider. Therefore, after day or
two, l sent for Captain Jack Williams,
an old acquaintance. He answered
promptly enough, and we soon made
very satisfactory arrangements. He
was bluff, honest fellow, out of ac-
tive service, and having nothing to do,
and the only unpleasant feature about
his friendship was the fact of his own
ing a monster Russian bloodhound.
The brute was his shadow. Where
the dog could not 60 the Captain
would not go. He refused all parties
and receptions because of the dog. He
refrained from excursions by land or
sea because he would be temporarily
separated from the Gar, as he called
the animal. The pair were well known
in London, and the Captain was as
safe at midnight in the slums as any
other man would be in the Strand at
MONDAY.
hated Gar, and on two or three
occasions had reason to believe that
the feeling was returned. When the
Captain called and found me laid up,
he had sense enough to know that the
presence of the brute might annoy me,
and he therefore shut him up in the
servants room for few minutes. The
dog was usually prompt in obedience.
On this occasion he obeyed in grudg-
ing, sulky manner, and before leaving
the room threatened me so plainly
that became apprehensive. The Cap
tain agreed that Gar should not enter
my sick room again, and in couple
of weeks l had forgotten ali about the
incident.
l had apartments on the second
floor, three rooms in row, with hall
along the front of the last two. The
first room was for my servant, a man
who had been with me for many
years. The next was the reception
room, and the third my sleeping room.
One coming down the hall could
enter the door of either room.
The bedroom and reception room
were connected, but the servants room
was entirely shut off TWAS hot day
in August, with all doors and windows
open. was feeling pretty smart, al
though the pain was considerable, and
couple of my friends had just depart
ed, after brief call, when Henry, my
servant, came in to see what he coulo
do for me. Twas fiat on my back, as
YOU know, with no chance to turn ovel
on account of the leg. but l had hin
prop me up with two or three pillows
/ then sent him for ice. He had but
few steps to go, and the doors wer'
left open behind him. He had beel
gone about five minutes when IL
walked Captain Williams Russian
bloodhound. l shouldn't have saiC
walked; on the contrary, he came run
ming in, head up, tongue out, and M
ewes as red as live Goals. lsaw hin
the moment he entered, and it passed
through my mind like flash that HI
was mad.
The door leading into the hall wa
open. Twice as the dog circled aroun'
the room he seemed on the point o
going out, but each time changed nj
mind, whined in an uneasy way, am
then continued his circling. lie di'
not look for me nor at me. 1t was
large room, with the bed against thu
wall. and from the way the brut'
bumped against the chairs believe h
was nearly blind. He had been wit
me two or three minutes when the nal
door was caught by a draught Of wins
and slowly pulled to. 1t did not quit
shut. The dog noticed the movement
sprang to get out and the result wa
that he pushed the door shut an
snapped the spring lock. The doc